|Saptami puja at Ramkrishna Math, Khar|
Yesterdays color was orange.
Soneri is orange, is it not?
Dazzling golden, fine spun.
Yesterday I was privileged--sat right at the feet of the mother at the Saptami puja at Ramkrishna Math, Khar.
Soneri is the color of the dhaki, and the maddening drum beat that sets your blood cells whirling.
Soneri is spun gold, the color of dazzling light on sea waves at the beginning of creation.
Soneri is the might of young mountains breaking free of the ground, coming to life
Soneri is the sunlight, touching the first trembling leaves in untouched first forests.
Soneri is the color of teardrops glistening on my eyelashes as the hymn comes to an end.
RIP Yash Chopra sir.
Death spares no one--but the city puts one to shame.Dengue decimates in the priciest areas of town